blood of cain

Chapter 4 The Emperor of Sabat

In the quaintly decorated room, the dignified atmosphere left by time is full of it. There are very few exquisite and expensive decorations, and the air is full of mysterious and solemn taste.

And the man behind the large desk seemed to be completely integrated into this space.

This man exudes the kingly aura of the ancient Eastern Empire, cruel, indifferent and bloody.However, he combined all of this with darkness in a strange way, without any sense of abruptness at all.

He looks very young. Although his broad and powerful shoulders are thin, they are very powerful. His long red hair is messily draped over his shoulders. His angular face, although he has an oriental appearance, has no softness at all.

He lowered his head and was reviewing the documents on the desk, so that his eyes could not be seen clearly.It's just that the long and thick eyelashes also seem to be slightly red.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." A trembling voice sounded from a dark corner, and the man sitting behind the desk raised his eyebrows slightly, but his eyes did not leave the document.

The man cowering in the corner fell to his knees tremblingly, and now he, who was proud in front of countless nobles, was so afraid that he would rather die—but he didn't dare to die.

Because his master, who was thousands of times more terrifying than the devil Lucifer, would not forgive the "death" of an incompetent subordinate.

So here he is on his knees begging for forgiveness.No, he didn't even dare to hope to be forgiven, he only begged his master to give him a chance to find out everything.

Although the bloody-looking red-haired man seemed to ignore his frightened servant, his slightly raised eyebrows gave him a chance to explain everything.

"Master, there seems to be an abnormality in the eastern sea." The man kneeling on the ground tremblingly said something uncertain, and the moment he felt the strong pressure, his tone became agitated. He raised his face, and his beautiful facial features were darkened The vicious and vicious expression was distorted horribly.

He preemptively said: "You have to believe me, master, Rost is the servant who most hopes to satisfy you, but... those damned Kamarilla party, and that damned, evil god, the despicable bugs, When there was an abnormality, the Eastern Sea was blocked, and we couldn't enter in a short time."

The man who claimed to be Rost seemed to be a man who called the wind and rain, and his resolute face also showed a long-term iron-blooded style, but now, he was sobbing silently, not even because of the punishment he was about to suffer, let alone because his colleagues would There will be cynical voices, but only because he has disappointed his beloved master.

When he thought of his favorite and most admired master not being able to know the situation in the Eastern Sea and being distressed because of this, he couldn't help himself in pain.

"Those damned bugs! Your Highness, my honorable Highness Senjie, I will definitely make them pay the price!" While crying, he lowered his noble head, touched the ground, and made a loud noise.

"Okay, Rost, did I say that I would punish you?" The man full of cruel aura, the emperor of Sabat of the Demon Party, gracefully put down the pen in his hand, raised his chin slightly, and looked at Rost.

Those blood-red eyes that suddenly raised were shocking, especially in a completely dark room, with a strong contrast.

It seemed that all the thick blood had gathered in the eyes, and even the flowing eyes seemed viscous and bloody.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, a bloody light flashed from them, and gave Rost, who was kneeling on the ground, a gentle smile while watching: "After all, the eastern sea area is the boundary of Camarila, do you know where it is?" There is a change, which is already very good. There is no need to be afraid of it."

Immediately, the surrounding air was no longer so cold, and Rost finally stopped trembling. He couldn't even believe his good luck, and stared at his master full of gratitude and surprise.

His Majesty Emperor Jie Ludwig Alekt Sen, this existence that gave life to Rost, an existence that ordinary people could not understand, made countless blood races crazy for him.

He is the god of the devil party and the eternal emperor of Sabat. With the bloodlines of five three-generation bloodlines, he is almost the purest pureblood in the world.

As a four-generation blood clan, he is an invincible existence now that almost all three generations have entered eternal sleep. Among the blood clans, the only one who can match him is Oka, the leader of the Vanjo clan of the Secret Party.

And today, after the blood of the five races in his body was revealed, even Oka couldn't shake him a bit.

Rost couldn't believe it, such a great master actually forgave himself like that?Not only was there no blame, but there seemed to be a hint of appreciation in the words, and a little sunshine immediately brightened Rost's soul.

Seeing that he was so surprised that he was stunned, Sen Jie let out a deep laugh.

"Rost, am I that scary?" Seeing Rost's sudden panic because of his words, Sen Jie was pleased again. This man, whose life was long enough to be numb, actually smiled happily.

"Master, master, I don't mean any disrespect, please allow me to continue to investigate this matter for you!"

"No, no, Rost"

Senjie appreciates the obedient and contented personality of this self-made child, so compared to other darlings, Rost is allowed to know more and get more.

"You should rest well, my child, you seem a little overtired."

"Ah...no, villain...yes, thank you master for your concern."

Rost, who was blushing with excitement, originally wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, after tossing around with Kamarilla for a long time, his strength has long been exhausted. His Majesty does business.He won't be curious about how to deal with the next thing, and the attitude of keeping himself safe is the only reason why he is favored more because of his lack of aptitude.

"...Hehe, Rost, you are still so cute. That's what I appreciate. You can rest assured that I will take care of the next thing myself."

Sen Jie no longer looked at the grateful young man lying on the ground, a strange light flashed in his blood-colored eyes, and he fell into a long but short thought.

It seems that he hasn't gone to say hello to Kamarilla's old friend for a long time, how many years has it been?He can't remember clearly either!

Now is the time to say hello, before they make the next move.Eastern sea?There seemed to be nothing there but a forbidden sea tomb.Now, has even the place of death, which has always been silent and hopeless, begun to become chaotic?

Sen Jie crossed his hands, propped his chin, knocked his eyelids slightly, hiding all the blood in his eyes, and slowly pulled out a weird and cruel smile from the corner of his mouth.